"The Clown"

The Clown One day the clown emerged Everything changed Everybody smiled And the clown played Everybody applauded.

The life passing…

Everybody tired Everything accepting The clown play…

And so go living Smileing and chanting Never suffering Forever dreaming…

One day the clown loved Neither same he know Your big love arrived!

The clown,then,smiled Loved the more what can But, your love started!

Now, nobody know What clown was wounded And the clown smile One smile sad and feigned.

One day he vanished…

Where are the clown when a everybody distraired?

What happened?

Will be what expired?

No… Don’t pray by the clown deceased… because the Clown… …it is ME! JFernandes – “Arte Condesa” Book “Retratos” – pag. 26